Prologue [2]

𝑠𝑜... 𝑐𝑜𝑙𝑑... ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒... 𝑡𝑜... 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑦... 𝑎𝑤𝑎𝑘𝑒...

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𝑐𝑜𝑙𝑑...

*heartbeat*

Uh... wha... where...

...oh, s***.

That f****r, I can't believe it, he really pulled a "for the greater good" on me, didn't he?

Damn... and it's so freaking cold in here... where is here anyway?

It's all black, are my eyes closed? wait... they are!

...and now I can't open them, actually, I can't move at all, this really sucks... like, have you ever had sleep paralysis?

It's that feeling of waking up but being unable to move, you can feel your body but it doesn't respond, and you feel that weird heaviness on you.

Right now, I'm feeling like that, but you know... with the actual weight of damned cursed ice pressing on my body, and the cold that just won't go away, is this what hell feels like?

It would make sense, you know, everyone expects hell to be a lake of fire, but then you arrive there and get yo ass all frozen up, oh the irony.

It must suck...

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...hope I don't stay like this for too long, how much longer it can take for humanity to reach my previous life's modern era anyway?

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Black... black... black... oh look at that, more black... all black on my surroundings...

...oh hey, is that darkness? some variation at last.

Don't you find it weird that I'm "seeing" while trapped in ice with my eyes closed?

Well, looks like I can somewhat "feel" things, I'm seeing everything in black, but there're some outlets in some very dark shades of gray, I assume it's how I can tell things apart while using this 'sight beyond sight' knockoff...

Oh yeah, I can "see" through "walls", well it's more like... dunno... I have no sense of direction and I can't even see myself in this prison so that's out as a point of reference, when my vision meets a solid object it just passes through it... talk about consolidation prizes... *mentally sighs*

There seem to be some kind of cylinder-like things with brushy crown-like tops all around me, and apparently, I'm right below one, I think I'm in a forest... trees are cylindrical and have crowns, right? I can't think of any other place with so many things that fit that particular description...

...uh, looks like I really can't think of any, I'll just call them trees. This ice is killing my sense of humor.

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...for just how long was I in here anyway? feels like hours, I really going to get pissed if it was only two minutes tho.

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Is F̶a̶t̶h̶ God trying to punish me? why did he make it so I would stay conscious inside the ice? will I have to spend years, decades, centuries trapped here?

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Black... black... black... small light...

*!!!*

What? back it up a bit, small light?

...yes, it's there! on top of the tree, a little blue light, it's so small I almost let it pass...

So beautiful, little blue light, I think I gonna call it Jorge...

Wait, NO! it's moving away! please don't go, DON'T LEAVE ME!!!

The light fades away...

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THAT MOTHERF****** MANIPULATIVE HOLY WANNA-BE!!!

WHEN I GET OUT OF THIS ICE I'LL... I'LL...

*shines*

Oh, what's that? there's a very strong green light in my vision now, it seems to be coming from... my chest?

Wait! I can feel myself now! I can... eh?

Is that the amulet? ...oh, maybe I can use it to break this ice from the insi-

*ice gets colder*

Wha... oh, s***... the ice is getting cold again.

Ah... no... have... to... *faints*

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𝑐𝑜𝑙𝑑...

*heartbeat*

Uh... uh... wha...

WOW, what the heck was that?

The ice got colder out of nowhere, is that gonna be a thing?

Now that I think about it, the ice wasn't that cold when I woke up, yes it was uncomfortable but it wasn't the bone-chilling cold from just now.

wow... j-just wow...

All the manipulation wasn't enough, now I can't even be at peace in this prison?

Is that how you punish me 𝓕𝓪𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻? Are you trying to teach me something?

Because all I learned, was that you are a piece of s***, that can't accept even the smallest of things not going your way, and that you don't need to make compromises and try to reach a solution if you're "all-powerful".

YOU CAN STUFF YOUR GREATER GOOD IN YO...

...ah? Is that... lights?

There are blue lights... everywhere... that's a lot of Jorgies...

The lights are moving between the trees, and a few are on the ground, some even pass by me.

What are they?

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I think these lights are animals.

Not letting into consideration the many different sizes and intensities the lights have, they move too much at too many different speeds to be inanimate objects.

But what do these lights represent?

I'm totally presuming all this, I might not even be in a forest at all, but then what other explanation can I attribute to this weird phenomenon?

I will go with the animal theory for now...

If they are in fact, animals then... those lights...

...uh, well that's an interesting possibility.

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I think those lights are souls.

Or at last close enough.

They have to be, it's the most likely conclusion, if I'm seeing living beings then it's not that much of a stretch to think that between insects, worms, birds, and any other animal, the one thing they would have in common for my senses won't be biological but magical.

I now know that souls exist, I literally just had my own soul fundamentally changed to fit better with my new race, it makes sense for angels, even half ones like myself, to be able to feel souls, how are we supposed to separate the wicked from the righteous? some people are awfully good at hiding their demons.

So taking all that into consideration it's safe to assume tha-

[𝗕𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗙𝗮𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗔𝗹𝗹-𝗠𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁𝘆, 𝗱𝗼 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝘀𝗵𝘂𝘁 𝘂𝗽?]

D-DAFUK?!!

...great I finally lost it, this is just the cream at the top.

...so, Superego how's your day going?

Is it even the Superego? that's supposed to be your sense of judgment right?

[𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗺𝗼𝗻𝗼𝗹𝗼𝗴𝘂𝗲 𝗶𝗻𝘀𝗶𝗱𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗱, 𝘂𝗵?]

Everyone monologues inside their heads.

[𝗜 𝗻𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝗱 𝗼𝗳 𝗮𝗻𝘆 𝗵𝘂𝗺𝗮𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗻𝗮𝗿𝗿𝗮𝘁𝗲𝘀 𝗶𝗻 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗹 𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗶𝘀 𝗵𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗲𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗺.]

It is what it is.

And besides, how are the readers supposed to see what's going on without narration?

[𝗡𝗼 𝗳𝗼𝘂𝗿𝘁𝗵-𝘄𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗯𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗸𝘀 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗙𝗜𝗖]

Hey you... don't just casually drop existential dread on my lap like that.

This one's Ego can't handle it.

[ᛏᚺᛁᛋ ᚴᛁᛞ... *sighs* 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗯𝗮𝗿𝗲𝗹𝘆 𝘂𝗻𝗹𝗼𝗰𝗸𝗲𝗱 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝘀𝗲𝗻𝘀𝗲𝘀...]

For your information, I already developed my 'sight beyond sight' by leaps and bounds, jus-

[𝗪𝗲𝗹𝗹, 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘀𝗶𝗱𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗱 𝗼𝗳 𝗽𝗿𝗶𝘀𝗼𝗻 𝗛𝗘 𝗰𝗵𝗼𝘀𝗲 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘆𝗼𝘂.]

...yes, this damned ice...

yo, since you're obviously not just some figment of my imagination, can you please tell me what kind of ice I'm trappe-

[𝗢𝗵? 𝗻𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗱, 𝗶𝘁'𝘀 𝗵𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗲𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴.]

For fuc- will you STOP interrupting me?!

...wait, "it's happening"? what are you... oh.

*shines*

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...ʷʰʸˀ

*ice gets colder*

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ᶠᵃᵗʰᵉʳ... ᶦᵗ ʰᵘʳᵗˢ...

𝑆𝑜 𝑐𝑜𝑙𝑑...

[𝙎𝙚𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙞𝙣 𝙖 𝙙𝙚𝙘𝙖𝙙𝙚 ᚴᛁᛞ.]

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...𝑑-𝑑𝑒𝑐𝑎𝑑𝑒?